White Tickle Slavers Part Two - Fiction */f
MTJ Publishing
By Greenfeather
The girls were untied from the bars at each end of the table but were left tied
hand and foot. Two big black male slaves, completely naked and with hairless
oiled bodies came in and took a girl over each shoulder, and carried them into
another room which was tiled, and laid each girl out on a white medical table
to which they were once again tied. Their ankles were fastened into medical
examination stirrups and hoisted wide apart so that their little pussies were
spread open and their anuses were easily accessible for the enemas they were
about to receive.
In short during the next two days the girls were all cleaned both internally
and externally. They were all fully depilated by electrolysis, by a team of
balck robed women who took great care to remove all hairs from around the
vaginal lips and mons veneris, and from their armpits. The depilation was
carried out carefully but the repeated application to the sensitive areas of
the girls bodies caused them to writhe as the tickling sensations came and
went. Also the continuous stroking of the girls sex regions had each girl
dripping with unwanted desire without being able to relieve themselves. Then
each girl was secured tightly to the table two women began piercing their clits
with small gold needles. One woman pulled back the skin forming the clitoral
hood while the other ran the pin through the girls clitoris. Each had a small
gold ring inserted through the pierced clitoris. Once the pain subsided the
tickling sensation in and around the clitoris began to build and it was not
long before each girl began orgasming.
They were taken to a dungeon in the basement of the fortress where they were
secured to the walls by their wrists which were locked into steel manacles and
fastened above their heads. Though they could still touch the floor they could
not sit. It was also the first time they realized that there were other
captives that were already in the dungeons. They had heard muffled sounds of
hysterical laughter and assorted screaming over the last few days but this was
the first time they had seen any other girls face to face. There were two
American beauties and two Italian girls strapped to the opposite wall who were
similarly naked their armpits were stretched open by hanging from their hooks
and their feet had been fastened quite widely apart to a cross bar which stood
at approximately thigh height like a bar in a ballet studio but positioned a
few feet away from the wall to allow the girls feet to be tied infront of her
and to effectively leave her suspended from her wrists but with her back to the
wall. A second bar ran down the other side of the room and the four English
girls ankles were securely tied to this bar , also quite widely spread. All
girls pussies were hairless and exposed as were the soles of their feet.
The black robed women began smearing all the girls feet with a salty smelling
liquid which they rubbed in well causing the girls to writhe and gasp as the
intense tickling sensations of the womens slippery hands fondling their feet
sent exquisitely unbearable tickling sensations up the legs. Several buckets
were used and some of the women smeared a little onto the slits or anuses of
the bound women. one or two ran a wet finger over a tied girls armpit hollow
causing more tickled squeals of anguish. Two girls had a piece of raw bacon
pushed far up their vaginas after the greasy meat had been rubbed liberally
over their outer labia.
There was a horrible sense of danger about the whole scene when Nicola strode
into the room holding the leashes of three large black panthers. "I do hope you
ladies are being looked after well but it is now time to learn the horrible
truth about your captivity. I will shortly show you all what will be in store
for you during your stay here and we start with the very worst so that you will
know what the punishment will be for lack of obedience in the future. This is
an ancient but effective torture used by the Romans to subdue their captives so
that they would become good prostitutes for the Empire without physically
damaging their beauty. You ladies will be treated the same and I think you will
soon find it absolutely unbearable. You see it's feeding time for my big pet
cats here, and they like nothing more than to lick a salty girls foot for hours
on end. They aren't bothered by your screams and unlike me they show no mercy.
I'm afraid you'll have to share their attentions as I only keep three but I
think you will find watching your opposite numbers getting the same treatment
will be almost as bad as being licked yourselves. It's 8pm now and I'll be back
in the morning . Goodnight ladies I'm sure you're not going to enjoy this."
Nicola slipped off the three collars of her furry pets who strolled round the
room sniffing the feet of the captive womenand purring loudly. The blonde
American was first. The panthers long bristly tongue slurped across her right
sole and she screamed aloud and laughed with such force and twisted to try and
get away with such might that the others froze as she dissolved into screams of
"AHH NOOO get it off me NNNnnno...." before she ceased to be coherent as the
cat merrily continued licking all over the foot. Susie was next and then Julie.
The sound of hysterically tickled girls was very loud but soon the cats settled
down to a routine sometimes sitting concentrating for an hour or two on one
foot or casually striding around licking and nibbling a selection of immensly
ticklish feet. All girls peed themselves within minutes of being tongued and
there was no relief when the cats began to experiment with a lick to some of
the girls cunts.
Two cats continued the terrible tickling torture to the salted feet of two of
the girls whilst a third was trying to get at the bacon inside one of the girls
using its long bristly tongue. The girl was gasping as orgasm after orgasm
shuddered through her sensitized body as the tickling and the licking combined
with the intense clitoral tickling of the little gold ring caused her to thrash
uncontrollably, her hysterical laughter mixing with the screaming laughter of
the tickled girls.
This torture went on all night and by morning the girls were physically and
mentally exhausted. Nicola entered the room and two of her assistants led the
cats away.
She looked at the sweating heaving bodies of the girls. Apart from being soaked
in sweat and obvious signs of exhaustion the women had not been marked and yet
thay had all probably spent their worst night ever being intensly tickle
tortured by Nicola's pets without mercy.
In her heavy East European accent she spoke " Well ladies I hope you all learnt
a lesson from your night of torment. I can and will send you back to this room
if you fail to co-operate with me or any instructions you receive from your
Masters and Mistresses , is that clear ?"
There was a dull silence. One girl spoke " No mmore...ppllease I can't bear it
I'll die...plplease no more tickling..."
"My panthers are special ticklers and provided you do as you are told you will
be spared from the worst , unless of course you are unluckly enough to be
purchased by a client who delights in tickle torturing young ladies such as
yourselves." " But you will be tickled some more as we must train you to be the
best sex slaves, and I like tickling young women, I like to hear you begging
for mercy and your delightful tickled laughter. and I lke to see you smile for
me."
"Of course the most ticklish of you will be selected for special training. An
especially ticklish girl is always in demand from some of our more sadistic
tickle torture clients. I will be testing each of you in the next few days when
you will be assessed for your various talents. But all of you will be begging
for mercy over the next few days so don't forget your training or it'll be
another night for you with the panthers and their long bristly tongues running
over your delicate ticklish soles, or that devilishly long tongue lick-tickling
your cunt until you think your clits going to burst."
She began tickling the outstretched feet of one of the American girls who began
squirming and laughing begging Nicola to stop.
Eventually they were all untied and led back to another cell to be cleaned and
allowed to sleep ready for the next phase of their training. There would be
nothing to gain from not keeping these slaves fit and healthy and ready for the
next auction which would be in a weeks time.
In all there were twelve girls in the dungeons of Nicola Kolstoi at that time
awaiting auction to the highest bidder. A normal attractive western blonde
would fetch between $50,000 to $100,000 depending on their looks. However
prices tend to go up for those with special features, such as a girls beauty,
or with a particularly large clitoris, or one that is particularly ticklish, or
for those girls who have come from a particularly aristocratic background. All
girls sold are always over 18 as there is no point in courting excess trouble,
but are rarely over 23 years old. Prices begin to slip beyond this age though
there is still a market for women up to 30 depending on condition.
Each girl was tied at her wrists and ankles by thick silken rope which was tied
expertly so that it left very little marking but was strong enough to hang up a
girl.
At night the women were laid on soft mattresses but with their wrists and feet
tied together and suspended from a cieling hook so that the mattresses took
their weight but their bums were left exposed. This allowed the girls to be
feathered between their legs by the assistants who took it in turns to tickle
the girls slits with feathers. A few girls were unbearably ticklish in this
area particularly those with a longer than normal gap between the asshole and
the base of the vagina, an area known as the perineum. Some of the girls were
insanely ticklish on their perineums and shrieked and squirmed every time this
area was feathered. It was easy to make these girls pee themselves and they
spent many hours begging and pleading in between sweeps of the feather to be
released from such torment. Others were nicely ticklish on the anus and vagina
but actually found the sensation very sensual. Their problem was that the
feathers touch was never quite strong enough to bring them off though with a
little squeezing of their clitoral rings they could tickle the clit
sufficiently to bring themselves off. It was good entertainment for the
tormentors particularly for one girl who could not stop orgasming and continued
to soak her mattress every night with dribblings of come until she was quite
exhausted.
During the day the girls had to eat and exercise and to beautify themselves at
the command of a Master or Mistress. They were required to spend many hours
licking a penis or vagina in such a way a to keep the sensual tension up and to
carry out many perverse sexual acts without complaint.
To maintain discipline and to remind the girls of their punishments they were
locked in various sets of stocks where their feet would be mercilessly tickled
for hours by their fellow slaves. Positions were constantly changed until the
girls had no mind of their own but were simply sex objects capable of receiving
or administering hours of tickle torment leaving them hysterical sweating
wrecks. Only to be released and expected to perform sexual acts which none
would have considered even a few weeks ago.
Several of the women had been sent back for a night with the panthers during
the process and the other girls had spent at least one or more nights hanging
by the feet from one of the walls having to listen to the pitiful laughter and
begging of the tickled girls as a reminder.
Nicola now considered them ready for the auction and they were all suitably
washed and prepared. Each girl was bound hand and foot and hung naked and
upside down on hooks around the walls of the large dimly lit auction room.
Various pieces of equipment were available around the room and the clients
could ask the naked oiled nubian male slaves to take one of the girls down and
have her displayed for inspection. Each had a small tag attached to the
clitoris ring to indicate any specialities. One of the Itailan girls had a
larger than average clit when engorged and a beautiful white pointed goose
feather had been tied to a small gold chain hanging from the clit ring to allow
clients to feather the clit head to see for themselves how it grew when tickle
tortured. The redheaded english girl had proved to be exceptionally ticklish
and was , unlike the others, stretched out on a rack. Various tickling
instruments were available and the clients were encouraged to see just how
ticklish she was. Consequently the room was continuously filled with screaming
laughter and begging hysterics as the tickled girl thrashed from one side to
another trying to evade being tickled by curious fingers from all sides. The
cream soles of her tied back feet were a particular target for most of the
middle eastern men and women now casually wandering the room inspecting the
girls and making notes on size and colouring. Some of the men were dealers who
were responsible for stocking a wide range of harems and brothels around the
world. Experts in female flesh.
The bidding began and the four American girls went both to an Arab dealer who
wanted them for punishment trials in deepest Iraq. The girls were dragged off
by their hair into a waiting helicopter.Each fetched $150,000.
The Italian girls were next, two were sold to a Chinese Tickle Torture brothel,
and two were sold to an African chief for pleasures unknown, including the girl
with the big clit. The Chinese paid $75,000 for their two and the African paid
$85,000 for his pair.
The three English blondes went to a group of traders from Iran where their
services would be used as payment for business deals.Each blonde sold for
$130,000.
Finally the Redhead was eventually sold to the Chinese after a bidding war with
another private couple from Eastern Russa for $250,000, for use in the Tickle
Torture Brothel where she would spend her life laughing and jerking in her
bonds for the pleasure of various Imperial Chinese both male and female.
As the girls were packaged for their flights and as the final helicopter left,
Nicola returned to her heavily guarded strongroom to count up over $1.5m in
cash including attendance fees from all the clients. Not a bad months work she
thought as she closed the safe and considered the wonderful shopping spree
ahead of her.
Meanwhile her diver and boat crew stood on the deck of the little fishing
vessel bobbing gently about on the Mediteranean waves, a mile or so off the
shore of Strachos, with binoculars focussed on the small white sandy beach, as
three young swedish women laughed and played trying to get their pedalo away
from the shore, there was a soft splash as the diver gently entered the water
and sunk silently away in the direction of the beach.
The End.
Greenfeather
UK 1997
PUBLISHER'S NOTE:
Greenfeather's work has also appeared in my magazine "Tales From The Asylum"
Issue #1, August 1999 A Tale of Insane Ticklish Terror
Issue #2 The Chinese Tickle Torture Brothel, A sequel to "White Tickle
Slavers"
Issue #3 Gloria Giggle
The July update of our web site will also feature a new tale from Greenfeather
set in Daumantas's Nylon Dungeon.
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